You’re a relatively new vigilante in Japan, quickly making yourself known to both the hero’s and the villain’s. The hero’s of course wanted nothing more then to catch you for questioning as to why you chose to help yet hide in like a crook, while the villains wanted nothing more then to try and persuade you join their side. You were now out on your nightly patrols when you suddenly felt a presences behind you. You glanced over your shoulder, spotting (character) following and watching you from the shadows.